Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Laos and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lakeside to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Young Marble Giants,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Depeche Mode,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Kerri Chandler,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang On A Can,
The American Breed,
The Leaves,
K-Klass,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quantec,
Talk Talk,
Pantaleimon,
Lucky Dragons,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Pus,
Bobby Sherman,
Hasil Adkins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
EPMD,
Model 500,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Starr,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul,
X-102,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
Ituana,
Nils Olav,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Main Source,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harry Pussy,
Hashim,
Suicide,
T. Rex,
Tommy Roe,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
Kaleidoscope,
Fluxion,
Patti Smith,
Liliput,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
June Days,
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
Easy Going,
Trumans Water,
The New Christs,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.